An Everyday Satori Poem by Mark Earls

An Everyday Satori



A moment eternal before memory awakes,
Gazing in the chill of a silver morning
On the face of beauty incarnate:

Knowing only that you love her.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,memory,silver
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